#BringBackOurGirls- The musical

No words… the echo of a silence thus twirls. ‘Tis the vanishing future of Nigeria’s pearls. Does pain have a voice or a shape…, doth it curls? Our teardrops form an ocean of sorrowful swirls. As a people we demand that Sambisa unfurls. Oh give us our children, just bring back our girls! ******** “’Alas, verily,’ may the World stop and see, The tragedy, agony that has befallen on thee! As the narrator observing from a tree, I foresee: A people so shattered, sinking deep undersea. A nation, a giant forced down on its knee. A potpourri of millions; almost one seventy. For nearly three scores, thy homeland was free. Despite the debris, thy children could ‘be.’ Lest, an evil committee rose from within the country, Lead by a mad man on a murderous spree. With bombings, killings as the group’s solemn decree, They ventured into schools and with girls they did flee. The horror of such violation done so blazingly, Has shaken the World to an utmost degree. The blood that’s been shed, now almost daily, Has got to be stopped with every guarantee. Through protest and dialogue thy stand in esprit. Demand thy girls back home…, make thy desperate plea. It has split up thy struggle, now thy no longer agree, To focus on the insurgents, who are the real enemy!” ******** No words… the echo of a silence thus twirls. ‘Tis the vanishing future of Nigeria’s pearls. Does pain have a voice or a shape…, doth it curls? Our teardrops form an ocean of sorrowful swirls. As a people we demand that Sambisa unfurls. Oh give us our children, just bring back our girls! ******** “’By my troth,’ the trembling doom of a fate in despair, Has become our reality in this torrid affair. We were taken at night in a manner unfair, By the boogie-men we have all come to beware. We are the girls of Chibok, we cry out, we declare; Will none of you save us once more to breathe air? We just wanted to learn and have knowledge to share, ‘Tis why we went to school for exams to prepare. How could we have known, we were never aware Those men in those trucks were prepared to ensnare? Now, who knows where we are? We’re not here, we’re not there, We are million miles away from our parents who care. We have no more freedom under their constant glare, We have not much hope in this burden we bear. Has the world deserted us, thrown our lives in midair? Will nobody protect us from this ghastly nightmare? Will we ever recover, will we ever repair? …Not if we are left in this evil men’s lair! As day’s turns to months, our hopes do impair. Maybe one day we’ll be home… That’s our ultimate prayer!” ******** No words… the echo of a silence thus twirls. ‘Tis the vanishing future of Nigeria’s pearls. Does pain have a voice or a shape…, doth it curls? Our teardrops form an ocean of sorrowful swirls. As a people we demand that Sambisa unfurls. Oh give us our children, just bring back our girls! ******** “’Declare, O ye’ Mutants existing in Nigeria’s domain, Renounce Western Education or your kids will be slain! Since our name you profane and reject our campaign, We declare a ‘Fatwa’ in which violence will reign. Your sons, we will maim if they discard our strain. As for your teachers, we slice their jugular vein. Your pastors we will torture in a form inhumane. Your precious civilian JTF? Their blood we will drain. Muslims who abstain from our chain will feel the pain. The soldiers and police; we will behead outright, plain! Informants and snitches; we will kill again and again. In all of your villages, we will unleash acidic rain. Now, we’ve entered your schools and your girls we detain. We will marry and sell some, the rest with us they remain. We will train and convert them and wash out their brain. By the time we aredone, freedom they will never regain. With Al-Qaeda we train, surplus funds we obtain, And we’ve mastered the skill of ‘guerillalegerdemain.’ Before we weren’t this ruthless, in peace we maintain, It’s just now that our leader, Shekau…, is insane!” ******** No words… the echo of a silence thus twirls. ‘Tis the vanishing future of Nigeria’s pearls. Does pain have a voice or a shape…, doth it curls? Our teardrops form an ocean of sorrowful swirls. As a people we demand that Sambisa unfurls. Oh give us our children, just bring back our girls! ******** “’What art thou’am I seeing…? I don’t understand! Were children taken right out of our hand? The news spoke of girls and exams that were planned. Kids were apparently abducted by that lunatic band. The whole nation was shocked, the transgression was grand, So we looked to the government to, at last, take a stand. But the reaction was bland, the response was offhand, So much so that the parents were forced to take command. For two weeks no results from our army unmanned, They weren’t prepared to venture in that no-mans-land. So out of frustration and anger we manned, Small groups of protesters to shout our demand. If our government won’t stand for the girls in this land, We will expose its inept and negligent brand. We will stand for our girls; we will offer our hand, We will ensure government pays for its stubborn withstand. So through protests and writings our voice did expand And with some viral tweeting, BBOG was fanned. Our target is to hold our government in remand, Because they have the duty to protect Nigeria’s gland!” ******** No words… the echo of a silence thus twirls. ‘Tis the vanishing future of Nigeria’s pearls. Does pain have a voice or a shape…, doth it curls? Our teardrops form an ocean of sorrowful swirls. As a people we demand that Sambisa unfurls. Oh give us our children, just bring back our girls! ******** “’Do as thou wilt,’ but it is sad that you blame us straight For what these goons are doing to our mortality rate! As an administration that rules over a country so great, Do you think that we don’t care for each person, each fate? You don’t hold the monopoly to mourn as you often inflate, Everyone feels the pain of our girl’s incarcerate. All officials in government are parents, who can relate To the agony felt in Chibok in this awful desecrate. Yes it’s true we were late to give an update, But the accusations you’re slinging are pure out of hate. There’s no doubt many of you where you conjugate Have sincerity of purpose in your form and irate. But few of you standing have an ulterior trait, Where you politicize each issue as you dictate your debate! If you weren’t being insincere, why not offer your weight, Support our troops to deflate the terrorist estate? Our commitment is to this nation; it predates the negate Of insurgents and protesters who thrive on misstate. We will bring back the girls and strive to re-instate The honor and valor of our Nigerian State!” ******** No words… the echo of a silence thus twirls. ‘Tis the vanishing future of Nigeria’s pearls. Does pain have a voice or a shape…, doth it curls? Our teardrops form an ocean of sorrowful swirls. As a people we demand that Sambisa unfurls. Oh give us our children, just bring back our girls! ********